Sweet Wife, be Good!

"It's nothing," Xia Jiu didn't mention Qin Zheng, this matter itself has nothing to do with Qin Zheng, "I just had a dream, dreaming of my parents. I feel sorry in my heart."

Shen Muhan stepped forward and reached out and pressed her head into his arms: "Don't think so much, things are over. And it's not your fault."

"Shen Muhan?" Xia Jiu said softly.

"Ok?"

"Will you lie to me?"

Shen Muhan paused slightly, then lowered his eyes, his chin touched the top of her head: "No."

"That's good, let's go see the baby." Xia Jiu said.

But this matter, once in doubt, can't let go of it.

She remembered that one of the policemen who handled this case was an old friend of her father.

It happened that the other party was also planning to come to see the baby, and Xia Jiu agreed.

One afternoon, the uncle came over.

After seeing the baby, he will leave.

"Uncle Meng." Xia Jiu stopped him.

"Anything else?"

Xia Jiu smiled and said, "Uncle Meng still remember my father's car accident?"

"Times have changed, Xia Jiu, you have to be sorrowful and take care of your body. Your parents know that you have such a good affiliation now, so they should be very pleased."

"Yes, I really should put it down. But Uncle Meng, can you show me the photos of the file at that time?"

Uncle Meng hesitated: "This is not so good, right? The case has been closed, so it is not convenient to see."

"This matter is not an important case. Moreover, it is my parents' case. It has nothing to do with other people. It doesn't matter if I look at it, right?"

Uncle Meng asked her: "What are your plans?"

"I just want to see and remember it."

Seeing that her expression was full of longing, Uncle Meng didn't think much about it, so he adjusted the dossier, took a photo, and sent it over.

Xia Jiu took a look and found that Shen Muhan's car above was no longer there.

She actually remembered very clearly that there was a luxury car at the scene of the crime, but only now did she know that it was Shen Muhan's car.

There is nothing wrong with Qin Zheng's photos.

I am worried that there is a problem with Uncle Meng's photo now.

Shen Muhan's car was gone.

Uncle Meng was not surprised at all.

"Uncle Meng, do you remember that there was a luxury car at the scene of the crime?"

"Is there?" Uncle Meng asked rhetorically, "I don't remember it after a long time. Everything is subject to the dossier."

That night, Xia Jiu was unable to sleep.

What is the problem that caused such chaos?

Shen Muhan stretched out his hand to hold her waist: "Jiu'er, how can you make me sleep like this?"

His breath was messy around the edges of her ears.

Xia Jiuping recovered his breath: "Shen Muhan, when did you know me?"

"Huh?" Shen Muhan was surprised.

"Do you... know my parents?"

Shen Muhan's hands tightened: "I don't know."

Xia Jiu said nothing.

He said in a low voice, "Don't move, rest early."

...

The next day, Shen Muhan determined that neither the study nor the company left any traces of her parents.

I confessed Chen Qi again and did everything he should do.

"Master, does Miss Xia have any doubts?"

Shen Muhan's eyebrows were dark, and Chen Qi didn't dare to ask any more.

"Look at Shen Sihai, once he appears, he will report immediately."

"Yes!"

There was something in Xia Jiu's mind, and his thoughts were a little dazed.

Looking for a good weather, she went to the cemetery.

Xia Lin was buried beside her parents, the grave was still new, with flowers on it.

Xia Jiu hadn't been here for quite a while, it should have been given by Shen Ye.

But Xia Jiu... couldn't forgive Shen Ye.

She hadn't seen Shen Ye for a long time.

The cemetery was peaceful and peaceful, and only one old man was cleaning it seriously.

The leaves fell on Xia Jiu's feet, and she gave way slightly.

The old man spoke and said, "Xia Jiu, are you wondering the truth about your parents' car accident?"

She was taken aback and was about to step away. He said, "I won't hurt you. I just want to tell you something."

Xia Jiu heard his sharp words and said, "What do you know?"

"Shen Muhan has known you a long time ago, do you know? Earlier than you think. You don't know his character? He can do anything to get you, including getting rid of obstacles like your parents." The human voice was extremely low, and every word was extremely clear, but only Xia Jiu could hear the voice.

Even the bodyguard standing not far away could not hear what he was talking about.

I only thought that he was sweeping the floor, which happened to be where Xia Jiu was standing.

Because he has always been a cemetery sweeper here, his identity is innocent, and he didn't come out suddenly, so no one has guarded him.

"What are you talking about?" Xia Jiu asked.

He took the broom and slowly swept away.

When Xia Jiu came back from the car, his voice was circling in his mind: "Shen Muhan has known you a long time ago, do you know?"

"Earlier than you think."

"His character, don't you know it?"

"He can do anything to get you, including removing obstacles like your parents."

There was a lot of confusion in her mind.

Thinking of her parents passing away, she was forced step by step to have to walk to him, walk into his life, and be with him until now.

It all started with the death of the parents.

Everything seemed to be wrapped in a huge conspiracy, and she could only be carried forward by reality.

And every step she took seemed to be as Shen Muhan wished, under his control.

Xia Jiu held his head, struggling inwardly.

"Miss Xia, where are we going?" the driver asked, feeling her uneasy voice in the car.

"Go to Shen Muhan's company." Xia Jiu said.

She must ask these things clearly.

The death of her parents, she won't just be so confused.

Soon, her car arrived at the company.

"Miss Xia, here it is." The driver was surprised that Xia Jiu's condition was really bad today.

Only then did she wake up from her contemplation, and got out of the car slowly.

"Don't tell Shen Muhan that I'm here." Xia Jiu said.

The driver did not dare to disobey, so he whispered.

She went upstairs slowly, not to disturb Shen Muhan.

With doubts in my mind, many things can't suppress the irritability and beating mind.

When she walked into the elevator, someone next to her also entered the elevator.

Xia Jiu glanced intently, and the figure of this man was a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

She always doesn't pretend to have anything in her heart, but once something happens, she will quickly associate it in her mind.

In a flash of light, she thought of this person, who seemed to have seen her at the scene of her kidnapping.

"You..." Xia Jiu exited.

"Miss Xia, what are you looking for me for?" the man asked.

Then he looked a little regretful and regretted talking to her.